Chapter 20

Reid stood in the foyer, greeting guests. Morgan walked around the corner and stared Reid up and down.

"You okay, man?" Morgan asked. When he reached Reid, he straightened Reid's shirt and his tie.

"I'm perfectly happy, thank you." Morgan knew it was the truth. Reid's dad walked in with Reid's mom at his side and they greeted both Morgan and Reid. Reid was happy to see his mom there too. She had gotten a special pass to go to the wedding. A week ago, Jessie had even talked the doctors in to letting her out of the institute to go buy a dress for the wedding. Jessie's mom was there too. She'd been running around the hotel for the last few days with the hotel party planner to make sure everything was perfect. At the moment, she was calming her nerves in Jessie's room.

Jessie sat in the bath tub filled with bubbles. Her hair was pulled up in curlers and her face was covered in avocado. Every time she tried to remove the vegetable mush off her skin, Garcia slapped her hand away.

"Is this really necessary?" Jessie complained with a sigh.

"It's your wedding day, and you look like you have a hangover, which I think you would have had if you didn't sleep all day, so good call on that." Garcia replied.

"Can I get out yet? I want to go get married now." Jessie said and blew a few bubbles away with another sigh.

"I think so, yes. You can get out." Prentiss said.

Jessie dried off and got bombarded again by a masseuse. Jessie was nearly pinned to a table by Garcia and Prentiss, as the masseuse massaged scented lotions into Jessie's skin.

"Okay, so this has officially turned into torture!" Jessie grumbled.

After the massage, a thin layer of makeup was applied to Jessie's face and the curlers were taken out of her hair.

"Okay, wait, I want to put my dress on myself." Jessie stepped away from all the women who were there to help her get ready.

"You can't do it by yourself." Jessie's mom said as she looked into the closet at the dress.

"I'm going to have to take it off later!" Jessie stated.

"Oh no, Honey. That's Reid's job!" Garcia whispered in a sneaky tone.

Jessie's face burst into flames and ladies in the room giggled at her blush.

"Jessie, we'll undress you, before you go on your honeymoon." JJ assured her.

It didn't take all the women to dress Jessie, so they disappeared one by one and returned in their own wedding outfits. JJ, Prentiss and Garcia wore bias cut gowns in emerald green verdant silk. Not entirely identical, but all in the same shade as Jessie's eyes.

Reid tried to relax his face, he'd been smiling like an idiot the whole time as guest were filing into the hall, that his jaw started to hurt. Morgan fidgeted with his tie and patted his shoulder.

Jessie stood in her dress, avoiding the mirror. She never wanted the whole Vera Wang wedding dress or the hair or any of the splashy things, not to mention the bride's maid's dresses that resembled her eyes. That was all her mother's doing.

"Okay, so we have a few things for you." Garcia pulled Jessie's attention back.

"Here's your something old." Her mother handed her a thin silver bracelet that had fine emeralds imbedded in it.

"Something new, is the dress." JJ stated as she openly admired it.

"Here is something that you can borrow, I want it back" Garcia said as she handed Jessie a cobalt blue lace garter. Jessie blushed again and stared at it. Garcia rolled her eyes, grabbed the garter back and yanked it up under her dress so fast that Jessie hardly had time to respond.

"And it's your something blue." Prentiss pointed out.

"Thank you." Jessie whispered.

"Now would you look at yourself in the mirror, please?" Garcia had to fight the urge to force her to look at herself. Jessie took a deep breath and turned to face the mirror.

The wedding music started in the hall, indicating that the bride was ready and that the wedding was about to start. Prentiss, JJ and Hotch showed up in the hallway and smiled ecstatically. The doors opened to the hall and Hotch and JJ walked down the aisle. It was a long Hall; the seats were all facing one very long aisle and a beautifully decorated wall. The minister stood in the middle of the aisle. On the fat end of the aisle, Garcia and Rossi walked in towards the middle. They met JJ and Hotch, and the girls stood on the one side of the minister, and the guys on the other. Morgan and Prentiss walked in next and joined the others in the middle.

And then Reid stood between both his parents and stepped onto the aisle. He nearly stopped breathing when he saw Jessie on the far end of the aisle, standing between her parents. As the wedding march played from a far distance, Reid started walking in tunnel vision towards Jessie. She kept her eyes on him too as she neared him. Reid stared at her, taking in every bit of how unbelievably beautiful she looked. Her silk dress was flowing around her like a cloud, it was so simplistic and yet so striking. Her curls hung over her shoulders and stood out against her pale skin and the white dress. Jessie's eyes were practically glowing through the veil and suddenly, they were all that Reid could see.

They reached the middle and it took all his might, to not grab her and kiss her right then and there. He hugged his parents and Jessie did the same to hers. Reid's parent's sat down in the front row with Jessie's mom and then her dad took off her veil and placed her hand into Reid's. They couldn't take their eyes off each other.

"Ladies and gentlemen," The minister started. "Family and friends, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the joining of Spencer and Jessie in marriage. With love and commitment, they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife."

"May you always need one another, not to fill an emptiness, but to help each other know your fullness. May you want one another, but not out of lack. May you embrace one another, but not encircle one another. May you succeed in all important ways with each other, and not fail in the little graces. May you have happiness, and may you find it in making one another happy. May you have love, and may you find it in loving one another."

"Spencer, do you take this woman to be your wedded wife, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, and forsaking all others, keep you only unto her, for so long as you both shall live?"

"I do." Reid said, more certain than he has ever been of anything.

"Jessie, do you take this man to be your wedded husband, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, and forsaking all others, keep you only unto him, so long as you both shall live?"

"Yes, I do." Jessie said, without taking her eyes off Reid.

"Spencer, repeat after me: I, Spencer,"

"I, Spencer, take you, Jessie to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer for poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward." Spencer echoed the minister's words.

"I, Jessie take you, Spencer, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer for poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward."

"Please place the ring on the bride's finger and say: With this ring, I thee wed."

"With this ring, I thee wed." Reid repeated and slipped the ring onto her finger.

"With this ring I thee wed." Jessie said without waiting for the minister to say the words first. The guests giggled.

"Well, then. Let these rings be given and received as a token of your affection, sincerity and fidelity to one another." The minister said as he held their hands together and prayed.

"In as much as Spencer and Jessie have consented together in wedlock and have witnessed the same before this company, and pledged their vows to each other, by the authority vested in me by the State of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

A happy tear escaped Jessie's eyes. Reid reached out and wiped the tear away as he took her face in his hands and kissed her.

"I suppose you may kiss the bride. You know that." The minister scrambled. The guests giggled and applause broke throughout the hall.

Jessie smiled and looked at Reid. He was hers. And she was his.

Reid pulled her closer and kissed her again…

"Even if you're rich, even if you're poor, every breath you breathe I'll be there for you. Even if you're strong, even if you're not, every breath you breathe I'll be there for you." Lyrics from I'll be there by The Parlotones.